Lyrics
I think I'm going slightly mad,
It might be all the dreams I've had,
It could be all the things I've seen,
All the things I wish I'd been,
I'd like to introduce you,
My friend called Fred, you got one too,
He's the guy who tells you what to do,
He's the one who knows better than you,
I kinda find it hard to sleep,
So I try my hand at counting sheep,
But all I got was repetition,
You can't get to sleep by doing addition,
My friend called Fred is always right,
He gets the last word every night,
But now that really is a pain,
'Cause what he says is all the same,
My imaginary friend,
Many's the time I wanna kill ya,
Know I shouldn'y moan,
But you're always there when I wanna be alone,
My friend called Fred is never bored,
He just steals what he can't afford,
And no he never gets the blame,
'Cause he just uses a false name,
Look at this guy who's stood by me,
It's obvious he's out his tree,
He's acting like a crazy man,
But I think that's part of the plan
